The first thing I suspected was, of course, the bomb. They had been gathering Lyon ore from the north for several years.
With my intervention, the Empire had started to pay attention, so it must have become more difficult for them.
But the amount they had gathered before that would still be considerable. Just look at the terror attack during the triumphal ceremony.
And now the north is practically their territory, so it shouldnât be difficult for them to gather more.
âIt seems like the attack will start soon.â
Even accounting for losses in the war with the west, the Empireâs forces number over 200,000. No matter how many devil worshippers there are, they still canât match that number.
However, the fact that thereâs been no news since the Empressâs assassination shows that itâs not an easy task.
The Empire probably hasnât been able to pinpoint their exact stronghold. Itâs located in a remote area beyond the northern limit line.
Most are also secretly scattered about.
Originally, you canât wage war without knowing your opponent. The captured devil worshippers probably didnât open their mouths under torture.
But they will move soon. Because I revealed their identity to the world.
After the rise of the devil worshippers, even in the game, the Empire immediately set out to attack them.
âThey were annihilated though.â
The numbers werenât the problem. It was the devils the Imperial army faced. It was the war that became the starting point for the Empireâs downfall.
Things may look better now, but we canât be certain.
An earlier expedition doesnât change anything. Just because thereâs a Sword Master doesnât mean they can defeat a devil.
Still, it shouldnât be too late.
Some time has passed since the Empressâs assassination and things have calmed down, but I know the Emperorâs personality.
Heâs someone who pays back what heâs suffered in some way.
âThe problem is that we canât predict it.â
Iâm trying to change the future course of the war, but itâs equally dangerous if the Imperial army is caught defenseless.
How much preparation will they do? Well, itâs a waste of time to worry about it right now. Iâm not the Emperor after all. Iâll just do what I can.
Anyway, the only thing I could think of that might go into the fruit was a bomb.
Things like coded messages can be transmitted through cloth or by word of mouth. And thereâs nothing else to put in.
I was over 90% certain about this without even seeing it directly. And this was quite threatening.
The back of my neck tingles slightly.
âTheyâve used their heads a bit too.â
Fruit, huh. Who would think thereâs a bomb inside? They wonât even suspect it.
Erendilâs coming-of-age ceremony. After finishing the ceremony at the Imperial Palace, there will be a procession.
If the fruit explodes right in front of a street stall, could they possibly stop it?
It would be hard to point to the culprit. The merchant group will bring in the fruit and circulate it around the capital a few times.
The stall itself would belong to a devil worshipper, butâ¦
The one detonating it will die the moment the bomb explodes. They donât fear death.
Even the terror attack at the triumphal ceremony was not at a predictable level. I was able to prevent it solely thanks to Death Avoidance.
But this time, even I wouldnât have been able to stop it. Because Death Avoidance has a blind spot.
âThe target in danger must be me.â
If I hadnât discovered anything specific, I was planning to observe from a distance.
I wouldnât have felt any warning until the moment the bomb exploded.
Itâs good that I came back in time for the coming-of-age ceremony. And that I started as a mercenary. It was lucky to be connected with the Blancheot merchant group.
Perhaps because of my question, I could hear Blancheot urgently whispering to Celeb from behind.
-What is it? Whatâs going on?
-He asked if he could get one of the fruits.
-There wasnât anything suspicious?
-No. He just said the young one wanted to eat it and asked if he could buy one.
Eavesdropping on their conversation, I approached Aron. Since Blancheot and Celeb were looking this way, I needed to act.
âThey say they canât sell to us because they bought the exact amount.â
âOh, is that so?â
Aron put on a disappointed face. I shrugged my shoulders.
âWell, Iâll buy you one on the way. I saw they were selling them in the market yesterday too.â
âAh, you donât have to do that.â
âYou said you wanted to try it. You should at least taste it.â
By now, the merchant group members had finished loading their luggage and were ready to depart. It was now morning. People were starting to fill the streets.
Blancheot approached.
âWeâll depart in 15 minutes. Make sure to take care of any bathroom needs.â
âAh, then could I quickly go to the market?â
âWhy? Because of the fruit?â
âYes. Since people are starting to move about, I think I might be able to get some.â
Blancheot smiled.
âI see. Youâre quite a rare leader. Your subordinates must like you.â
Well, after going this far, I guess they wonât be unnecessarily suspicious. That wasnât my intention anyway.
I quickly headed to the market. Fortunately, there was someone selling them. It took less than 10 minutes.
âOh! Ooh! Itâs delicious!â
Aron exclaimed. Jofor already knew the taste, so he didnât have much of a reaction.
Namir tilted his head.
âIt doesnât quite suit my taste, but itâs an interesting flavor.â
It was a fruit with a sweet yet sour taste that could be somewhat divisive. I headed towards the merchant group with the remaining fruit.
Itâs slightly bigger than a watermelon. Itâs quite a lot for the four of us to eat. And Iâm not eating any, so thereâs extra.
Blancheot was considerate too. He said weâd leave in 15 minutes, but when I came back with the fruit, he gave us more time.
Each person in the merchant group got a piece too. These people must have tried it before, but they all remembered to say thanks.
âOh, thank you.â
Blancheot also smiled kindly.
âHow is it? Good?â
âYes. They say itâs delicious.â
âSeems it suits their taste. Well, most people say itâs good. Thatâs why we came all this way. To sell them in the capital.â
I doubt it. I donât think they came all this way just to sell them off. Thinking this, I still smiled silently.
âThatâs right.â
***
The speed on the return journey noticeably slowed down. I felt laughter bubbling up inside.
Blancheot made excuses that the fruit might get damaged during transport.
Of course, thatâs not wrong. But the problem was that the speed had slowed down considerably even accounting for that.
Even though itâs a newly established merchant group, Blancheot merchant group has already traded fruit before.
âItâs definitely a bomb.â
My thoughts, which were close to 90% certain, moved towards 100%. I wondered if they were worried it might explode by chance.
Even if it doesnât just explode randomly, you never know. The devil worshippers must have warned to be careful internally too.
Anyway, at this speed, it seemed like it would take about 7 days, unlike the 5 days it took on the way here.
Well, it doesnât matter.
The reason I was planning to stay in the capital was to investigate the princes and uncover any possible plots, but Iâve already discovered it.
Of course, there were aspects to be cautious about. The devil worshippers and the princes might move separately.
In other words, there might be two schemes ahead of the coming-of-age ceremony.
âThe princes probably wonât easily switch sides like in the game, given that the Empress died because of them.â
Whether the princes defect or not depends on the situation.
To turn the tables in an unfavorable situation, or even in a favorable situation for no reason. Itâs hard to jump to conclusions.
They might switch more easily because I revealed their identity. But the possibility is low.
The Imperial Intelligence Agency would have obviously observed the imperial descendants. If it were me, I would have started with internal discipline first.
âI wonder if Rina is doing well.â
My thoughts drift in another direction. Before coming here, I asked Rina to observe the nobles supporting the princes.
I also set the scope.
I didnât want her to dig too deep and get into danger. For now, I asked her to look into those I didnât have time to worry about myself.
I can check when I get back. If nothing comes up, weâll have to dig deeper.
There were no notable incidents on the way back.
There were no attacks by bandits or criminals. In fact, such things donât easily happen near the imperial capital.
Nevertheless, requesting escort missions is always insurance to prepare for the unexpected.
In fact, it might be because we were there that no incidents occurred.
âA mercenary group can always become bandits.â
We encountered a few mercenary groups. If there had been only two escorts, they might have attempted an attack.
Anyway, it was just a bit boring as the travel time increased.
Celeb didnât approach us either, and neither did we. We just diligently carried out our mission.
Even knowing thereâs a bomb inside the fruit, thereâs nothing we can do right now.
Recklessly causing a scene would be the worst move. They might be planning something else that I donât know about.
Itâs better to make things happen within a predictable range rather than something unpredictable.
âPass through.â
Back in Chenarus, the inspection was quite thorough, but the guards didnât discover the bomb inside the fruit.
We safely arrived at the Blancheot merchant group. The 10-day mission had come to an end.
âYouâve worked hard all this time.â
âIt was nothing. We didnât do much, actually.â
âIsnât that what all trade is about? Preparing for unexpected situations.â
âPlease call us again if you have any work.â
Blancheot laughed heartily.
âOf course. But I wonder if by then, your price might have gone up so much that I canât afford to call you.â
âYou flatter me. Rather, I think Blancheot merchant group will grow bigger?â
âSeeing how well you speak, it seems youâll soon be hard to find.â
I just smiled faintly.
***
âBoss.â
As I returned to the lodgings and faced my companions, Osten rushed over and called me with a very heavy voice.
It felt serious enough to sense a hint of gravity.
âWhat is it? Whatâs wrong?â
âIâve found the secret of the glowstone.â
âHuh?â
âCome this way for a moment.â
Is there a need to talk separately? What could it be? He spoke so seriously that I couldnât say anything.
Denif and Mary also had puzzled looks on their faces, as if this was the first theyâd heard of it. I followed behind for now.
Osten entered his room, closed the door, and took a deep breath. It was incomprehensible.
I waited calmly. Osten finally opened his mouth.
âThere was a reason we couldnât sense mana from inside.â
âWhat is it?â
âItâs because of a substance that was only passed down as legend in our Magic Tower. A mana barrier, which only existed in documents and currently canât be obtained.â
Osten pointed with his finger to the side of the glowstone. There, a very transparent and thin membrane had been peeled off.
âI see. How did you peel this off?â
âI tried splitting the edge very slightly on a hunch. I didnât actually think it would work, but the investigation wasnât progressingâ¦â
Come to think of it, now I could sense mana from the glowstone. It was magic beyond my comprehension.
It was clearly Great Magic from the past.
Inside the palm-sized sphere, mana was rotating. The rotating mana converged towards the center.
I felt a subtle sense of déjà vu.
âCan you feel the rotating mana?â
âYes.â
âItâs similar in form to a magic bomb.â
âMagic bomb?â
So that was the source of the déjà vu. Now that I heard it, the flow of mana did seem similar in some ways. Of course, it wasnât exactly the same.
There were differences too, like the amount of mana condensed inside being larger and the rotation speed being faster.
I took a step forward to check. Osten hurriedly spoke.
âBe careful. It could explode if youâre not careful.â
âYouâre saying this is like a magic bomb? It seems a bit different though?â
âStrictly speaking, itâs not a bomb. The flow of mana rotating inside is opposite to Sancho Lumenâs formulaâ¦â
âSimplify it.â
I didnât have much magical knowledge. Osten, who had been speaking excitedly at my words, nodded with an âahâ of realization.
âUm, to put it simply, itâs the opposite of a magic bomb, fixing the mana inwards to create a feeling similar to the sun.â
I couldnât understand exactly what he meant, but I could see the mana converging towards the center inside the sphere.
Some of it falls out and rejoins the flow.
Iâm not sure how itâs possible. Well, it must be Great Magic from the past since itâs been maintained until now.
âMagic bombs create greater destructive power through the force of dispersing mana. This is the opposite, you can think of it that way.â
âThen isnât it different from a bomb?â
âNo. Now that weâve peeled off this barrier, we can interfere with it. If we twist this flow just a little, the convergence force will turn into a dispersing force, causing a tremendous explosion.â
Osten continued with a very serious face.
âIn other words, it can be used as a bomb?â
This was good news. Itâs difficult to obtain magic bombs. Itâs hard to divert them too. Theyâre managed very strictly.
Even if I obtain Lyon ore, itâs difficult for me to create one.
Osten hasnât made a magic bomb before either, so it would be quite a dangerous process.
It didnât seem bad. Osten beside me shook his head.
âNo. It will be a much more powerful bomb than the magic bomb youâre thinking of. Itâs modeled after the sun. Even if its size is small, imagine if the sun explodedâ¦â
Well. Itâs hard to imagine. Even when I was on Earth, I wasnât interested in science.
âHow many times more destructive power does it have compared to the magic bombs I know?â
âTen times? Twenty times? Iâm not sure. It could be a hundred times.â
That much? Isnât that nuclear bomb level? I donât know. It was beyond what I could imagine.
Hmm. No matter what, it probably isnât as strong as a nuclear bomb.
That needs uranium and such things. Still, it was dangerous all the same.
âUh, but is it okay to leave it like this?â
âFor now, yes. Even after peeling off the barrier, there wasnât much change. As long as we donât interfere, it should maintain a constant state.â
Osten swallowed dryly. Well, he must have felt quite a bit of fear when he first saw this.
But thereâs no need to use this right away.
Rather, it should be left for later. It would be good if we could detonate it at the devil worshippersâ stronghold.
âI should grab a few more from the desert later.â
Of course, there is a problem. Even if itâs not nuclear bomb level, if itâs dozens of times stronger than a magic bombâ¦
It means the person detonating it will obviously be harmed too.
Should it be used only in a truly dangerous moment? Prepared to die together? Then it should be used against a devilâ¦
At that moment, something suddenly occurred to me. It was a way to use this without being harmed myself.
And the elf Archmage Shahri too.
I was wondering how to deal with her, but with this, couldnât I kill her in one shot?
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